George Beardsly
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Dec 25, 2010
- Messages
- 204
- Reaction score
- 0
"I am a Crusader of the Bogan... For now. I will soon take the position of Master, whether by the Bogan's permission or through force. But before I get too far into the future, allow me to pass the knowledge of my success up to this point on to you.
"I was born on hostile planet, where warring clans were prevelant. I know for a fact you haven't heard of it, so I won't bother giving you the name my clan gave it. Through the wars, my clan was always regarded as inferior and none believed anything threatening could come of it. We were never wiped out, as rival clans saw it as a way to boost morale after they suffered a defeat. The day of my birth was marked with a red moon, and our monks saw it as a sign, that I would bring honor to the clan, and fill the moon again with the blood of our enemies. And so, that is what I was raised to do. My parents weren't hesitant to relinquish their third child for the good of the clan.
"As a youth, I was under constant physical strain with minimal breaks. I was too young to be trusted with blades, and our planet hadn't been introduced to modern weaponry. During my adolescense I began weapon training, and my niche was found with a pair of curved blades, made of various ore found in the mines that expanded infinitely under our village. My instructors found such weapons inefficient for a leader and tasked our weaponsmiths to make something which combined the the basic build of the blades with the range of a spear. The result was the blades still the same, though now with crude chains attached to the ends and wrapped around my forearm. My mid-adolescense saw me mastering the inovative weapons. My brute strength only amplified the abilities available with said weapons. As I turned of age to begin fighting and my training came to an end, I was given a fleece, made of a much rarer metal, but given to all battle commanders. And thus, I began my campaign for planetary control.
"Leading the warriors of my village, we moved to wipe out the nearest clan, who believed that through conquest they would rise to the stars and become gods amongst men. Nobody was ever able to discover if they were correct, as the entire village was destroyed. It was during this battle that, when I should have been as nervous as I ever had in my life, that my pride grew tenfold, as none could approach me without my knowing. It wasn't until later I discovered the extent of which I was gifted, at the point that I was to lead my clan to total domination.
"While I was conquering my hemisphere, another clan took advantage of the distraction I provided and began expanding until the world was split in half. Due to the amount of troops that had rallied under my cause, the Elders of my clan saw fit to give me a rank only given to one other in our history, General. With my men assembled, we waited for morning to come before our final battle would take place, which would wipe out the army of our enemies and show the survivors how wrong they were to stand in my clan's, in my way. But that night, a being came from the stars. He offered to take me away, to make me more powerful than I had ever imagined. I bid my men farewell, reminded them of our plans, and promised a return. I have yet to make my return, though I shall soon enough.
"Among the stars, I found myself much colder than had been on my planet. I was offered clothing but denied, refusing to forget my promise to my men. On the planet of our destination, I found that I would need a better way of keeping warm, as it was as if the entire planet were the peak of a large mountain on my planet, barren, cold, desolate. This was the first challenge on my path to greater power, and I approached it as I approach all challenges. The celestial figure gave me one week to either don the robes of his people, or to find another method of warmth. After a series of trial and error answers, I began to keep myself warm through only my will and determination.
"The being, the one that I would come to know as another mentor in my life, was angered by this, but was also a bit surprised. I had begun my training sooner than had been expected, and the rest of my training would be a similiar process. I would complete my tasks, though often I would ignore the desired path to come about success. Through my training I've shown myself to be an effecient warrior and was given the rank of Crusader among these people. I now aid in the battles of them, those who call themselves the Dark Jedi of the Bogan.
"And so, I prepare to go about the tests of strength that will show them my worth as a warrior and advance me to the ranking of Master that I so deserve. Should they deny me my request, I will advance myself to the ranking."
Equipment
x2 Durasteel Curved Blades
x2 20ft Lengths of durasteel chain
x1 Cortosis fleece
x1 Worn loin cloth
x2 Cortosis boots
x1 Lightsaber, red blade
Appearence Stats
Height: 6'6"
Weight: 260 lbs
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Black
Skin Color: Pale White
Distinguishing Marks: Red tribal tattoo down left side, large scar in center of abdomen, smaller scar down right eye
Mood Music
[YOUTUBE]T7BNufZktVg[/YOUTUBE]
Last edited by a moderator:
